The Nazgul after getting washed down the river Bruinen, and then realizing that they are going to have to go back to their master soaking and horseless, all the while sending in a report about how they stabbed some pillows in an inn.
I’m never gonna get over Loki, the literal god of mischief, fixing his jacket and smoothing out his hair only to stumble over his words like an idiot when he needs to talk to a middle aged single dad who sells jet skis for a living
